Not far away, two enormous, bizarre camouflage-colored masses came squirming rapidly toward them. Only a closer look revealed that they were actually two humans.
They were covered from head to toe in backpacks!
Not just their chests, backs, and limbs-every exposed spot had a backpack strapped to it. Each of them carried over twenty bulging backpacks, almost completely burying their bodies.
The two largest factions, the Celestial Venerables' Society and Red Prison Mountain, had essentially been plundered wholesale by the Agency's trio.
The haul was naturally staggering.
Zhao Xing'er spotted Yue Wen through a gap between two backpacks and immediately called out, "Boss, mission accomplished! This lot were all loaded!"
"Heh." Yue Wen smiled modestly. "They just picked up a few backpacks. Nothing worth many points, but look how happy it's made the kid."
"..." The Xiao brothers' entire team fell silent.
Stunned.
You call that picking them up?
Finding something in the wild counts as picking it up. Surely you didn't kill people, see their backpacks drop to the ground, and shout, 'Thanks for nature's bounty!'
How many people did you three kill to loot this much stuff? Forget the Immortal Goods inside-even just getting these bags must have taken dozens of kills, right?
This was terrifying.
Our entire team blocked the Teleportation Formation here, and we only eliminated a dozen or so contestants between us. That was already quite a lot.
What exactly did you do in the Secret Realm?
Looking at Yue Wen's composed expression, Dong Mengyao recalled the look on his face when he had said their haul was "decent." She suddenly regretted having suspected he was merely putting on a brave face.
She suddenly felt an urge to give his handsome face a resounding slap.
She had no quarrel with Yue Wen; they could even